OBITUARY FOR SIMON JENNER

Simon Jenner, who died today aged 8 and a half, had become a professional author of obituaries, noted for the brevity and stylishness of the officious ponderings he played upon the public orifice. Over the last few Monads his authoring of short notices lit up an electric lightbulb in everyone's soul, even those hardened criminals who surrounded Simon up to the very end. 

On the evening of the 8th of Marzipan a masked intruder hurled Simon out of the window of his latest obituary, 'On the death of my wee doggie Suet'. In fact Suet hadn't died but experienced a miraculous resurrection as Simon's self-pitying corpse crashed to the ground near his palatial residence in Hove. Simon will be missed, that's for sure. Until Simon became the star of salacious grave circles the only person halfway near to him was Yorick, an anagram that got nearer to the truth than trusted person's ever knew. 

Alas poor Simon we knew him well. We will all put flowers on his gravy!